(Last fragment! ...Oh gods, I wrote this a week ago, I can't believe it.)
[A few days later, maybe. Kylo and Hux are unsure of their status and what will happen. Kylo is no longer a follower of Ren just as Hux is no longer a general, and both need new identities now. Luke, Rey, and R2-D2 still have no idea what's going on. Maybe Finn is with Poe, BB-8, C-3PO, and Chewie somewhere. The Resistance has given its prisoners a little more slack, mainly b/c they haven't tried to escape or kill anyone yet. Leia keeps visiting Kylo, while Han hangs back more.]
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A loud thud shook the wall, the old metal-plated door rattling on its hinges but managing to hold firmly in place. Hux watched the guards jump to full attention, and one rose from his seat when another crash was heard. The other grabbed his arm, and he obediently sat again. They had been ordered not to disturb General Organa unless, and Hux mentally quoted, "the Falcon landed." He had mentally rolled his eyes at the time, thinking, Just say the man's name. We all know it. No need to be so vague.
The room was quiet for a long time, even the indistinct murmur of Organa's calm voice had stopped. Whatever she had to say had dried up for now. She would try again later, of course. She had been visiting each day, around the same time, without fail.
Two slow knocks on the door made both guards stand straight to either side of it, and then it opened. Hux stared through the narrow gap, and behind Organa he caught a glimpse of Kylo's long lean back and a few locks of his too-long hair resting on his hunched shoulders. Hux knew what was in the room and that Kylo had chosen to sit cross-legged on the floor. He had probably meditated to block Organa out while she tried to get a response of any kind. Judging by the noises earlier, she had succeeded and he had not.
She stopped in front of Hux, where he had also chosen to sit on the floor but leaning against a wall with an elbow on a raised knee. He didn't look away from the tiny gap under the now-locked door.
"He won't acknowledge me or anyone else." The rest of what she wanted to say hung in the air between them.
"Not my problem," Hux said, bite lurking under the coolness. He gazed steadily up at her, silent for a beat before he continued, "You wanted a 'chance.' That was the word you used."
Organa didn't react outwardly, not a single muscle in her face even twitching. Then she nodded at the guards and Hux stood without their help. He held out his wrists and only faintly heard the chain clatter to the ground, somewhere below where it was welded to the wall he'd been leaning against.
As soon as the dented door was pushed open wide enough to allow him through, he was in the room and forgetting everyone and everything outside of it.
He took a deep breath, but said nothing, eyes locked on Kylo's back. An empty palm was offered, and he immediately took two long strides and kneeled to take it. Hux squeezed briefly and felt the action mimicked. Kylo's face was still turned away, his head bowed. Hux combed the fingers of his other hand through dark hair, carefully untangling knots as he found them, his arm settling across Kylo's back.
After a few minutes, Kylo's free hand reached up to stop Hux's. He held it close to his face, sliding it over smooth skin and bristly beard to lightly chapped lips. Hux felt a single slow lap of velvety tongue on the skin between his thumb and index. When Kylo breathed on it, moist warmth hitting cooling moisture, Hux shivered. He gave Kylo's hand another squeeze and leaned his temple against the side of Kylo's hunched shoulder.
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[Finally, some intimacy alone. The loud noises = the medical kit being slammed into the wall (using excessive Force), and a vial of liquid (tranquilizer? drink with medication mixed in it?) being dropped from ceiling-height to smash on the floor (using minimal Force). The switch to "Kylo" was all I had... I have no clue what his or Hux's next names would be, and I doubt they do either at this point.]
(THAT'S IT. I'M DONE. ...Well, I have an extra set of notes, concerning ideas for Kylo's past/present injuries, but no one needs that.)
PARTIAL FILL ||| Extraction (Hux/Kylo) - piece 6/6
[A few days later, maybe. Kylo and Hux are unsure of their status and what will happen. Kylo is no longer a follower of Ren just as Hux is no longer a general, and both need new identities now. Luke, Rey, and R2-D2 still have no idea what's going on. Maybe Finn is with Poe, BB-8, C-3PO, and Chewie somewhere. The Resistance has given its prisoners a little more slack, mainly b/c they haven't tried to escape or kill anyone yet. Leia keeps visiting Kylo, while Han hangs back more.]
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A loud thud shook the wall, the old metal-plated door rattling on its hinges but managing to hold firmly in place. Hux watched the guards jump to full attention, and one rose from his seat when another crash was heard. The other grabbed his arm, and he obediently sat again. They had been ordered not to disturb General Organa unless, and Hux mentally quoted, "the Falcon landed." He had mentally rolled his eyes at the time, thinking, Just say the man's name. We all know it. No need to be so vague.
The room was quiet for a long time, even the indistinct murmur of Organa's calm voice had stopped. Whatever she had to say had dried up for now. She would try again later, of course. She had been visiting each day, around the same time, without fail.
Two slow knocks on the door made both guards stand straight to either side of it, and then it opened. Hux stared through the narrow gap, and behind Organa he caught a glimpse of Kylo's long lean back and a few locks of his too-long hair resting on his hunched shoulders. Hux knew what was in the room and that Kylo had chosen to sit cross-legged on the floor. He had probably meditated to block Organa out while she tried to get a response of any kind. Judging by the noises earlier, she had succeeded and he had not.
She stopped in front of Hux, where he had also chosen to sit on the floor but leaning against a wall with an elbow on a raised knee. He didn't look away from the tiny gap under the now-locked door.
"He won't acknowledge me or anyone else." The rest of what she wanted to say hung in the air between them.
"Not my problem," Hux said, bite lurking under the coolness. He gazed steadily up at her, silent for a beat before he continued, "You wanted a 'chance.' That was the word you used."
Organa didn't react outwardly, not a single muscle in her face even twitching. Then she nodded at the guards and Hux stood without their help. He held out his wrists and only faintly heard the chain clatter to the ground, somewhere below where it was welded to the wall he'd been leaning against.
As soon as the dented door was pushed open wide enough to allow him through, he was in the room and forgetting everyone and everything outside of it.
He took a deep breath, but said nothing, eyes locked on Kylo's back. An empty palm was offered, and he immediately took two long strides and kneeled to take it. Hux squeezed briefly and felt the action mimicked. Kylo's face was still turned away, his head bowed. Hux combed the fingers of his other hand through dark hair, carefully untangling knots as he found them, his arm settling across Kylo's back.
After a few minutes, Kylo's free hand reached up to stop Hux's. He held it close to his face, sliding it over smooth skin and bristly beard to lightly chapped lips. Hux felt a single slow lap of velvety tongue on the skin between his thumb and index. When Kylo breathed on it, moist warmth hitting cooling moisture, Hux shivered. He gave Kylo's hand another squeeze and leaned his temple against the side of Kylo's hunched shoulder.
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Finally, some intimacy alone.The loud noises = the medical kit being slammed into the wall (using excessive Force), and a vial of liquid (tranquilizer? drink with medication mixed in it?) being dropped from ceiling-height to smash on the floor (using minimal Force). The switch to "Kylo" was all I had... I have no clue what his or Hux's next names would be, and I doubt they do either at this point.](THAT'S IT. I'M DONE. ...Well, I have an extra set of notes, concerning ideas for Kylo's past/present injuries, but no one needs that.)